Jul 12, 2009 14:25
Shae loved thunderstorms.
There was a certain power about them. The way the thunder rumbled across the sky. The way the lightning lit up a dark hotel room. On a good day, she would fall asleep almost instantly just from listening to the steady drum of the rain. On a bad day, she would lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, thinking about anything that entered her mind.
It only took that one room-shaking blast of thunder for Kate to find her way into bed with her, curling up close, hiding her eyes by pressing her face into Shae's neck. Her arms would slide around Shae's waist, and Shae would hold onto her protectively. That was when the world just felt right.
Yeah.
Shae loved thunderstorms.